Andy Robertson – The Tartan King
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Tartan dreams lived in his stride
He carried grit down every wing
Anfield rose loud with swelling pride
He gave his all in everything
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Guts and spirit shaped his days
He chased lost causes, won respect
Scottish fire burned through the haze
He played with heart and pure effect
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The boots move on, the long run closed
He leaves his mark where legends stay
A fierce soul rested, battle posed
Andy Robertson clocks out today
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